Page 28 of The Sheik's Pretend Fiancee
“Among…other things,” she squeaked, then closed her eyes, wishing that she sounded more confident.
“What…other things?” he asked.
She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them, staring up at him and trying to understand why his voice sounded almost gruff now.
“Just, other…things.” She couldn’t tell him what was in her bag.She just couldn’t! Gone washer sophistication. Sex toys were completely outside of her area of expertise.
“Oh Angela,” he groaned, his fingers tightening on her waist and he lowered his forehead to press against hers. “I’m not going to ask,” he finally rasped. “I’m going to wait and convince you to trust me enough to show me.” He gritted his teeth for a moment, then continued with, “And then, we’re going to explore every damn thing in that bag.”
She really liked that idea, but couldn’t work up the courage to say it.
“Why don’t we,” he paused again, his fingers stroking her cheek and down her neck, “go for a ride?”
Angela was shocked for a moment.She’d been expecting him to drag her to the nearest bed! So it took her several seconds to process hissuggestion. When she finally understood what he was suggesting, Angela nearly sighed with relief.
He chuckled and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “Did you think I was going to suggest that we head to my bedroom immediately?”
“Yes,” she replied, feeling her cheeks heat up. Again.
He leaned lower, kissing her ear.“I like foreplay.”
And then he pulled away. Angela moaned, irritated that he had removed his warmth from her so abruptly. Her fingers itched to pull him back, to demand that he follow through.
But this was what they did. The sexual frustration was a living force between them. It had happened during his visit two weeks ago and now she was struggling with her body’s needs all over again.
With a groan, Angela pushed away from the wall, still clutching her purse as she followed him out the door. When they were in the hallway again, he pulled one hand away from her bag, lacing his fingers through hers. “So we look like an engaged couple,” he whispered in her ear.
Chapter 19
Tiro whipped his riding crop against his leg, his boot absorbing most of the sting.Where the hell was she? It had been more than twenty minutes since he’d left her at the door to her suite. He’d even left one of his bodyguards behind with instructions to guide her here to the stables.
He turned to Aziz who was standing near him, looking out at the stable employees, watching them carefully.
“Where is she?” Tiro demanded.
Aziz turned, his face a mask of blandness. “I don’t know, Your Highness. I’ll go find her.”
A moment later, he jogged away, heading toward the entrance to the palace. Tiro snapped his riding crop against his leg again, impatient and slightly worried now. She should have been here ten minutes ago. Where the hell was she?
Before he could finish that thought, Angela hurried down a pathway to his left.She was out of breath and looked…beautiful! The tight riding pants hugged herslim hips and thighs, making his mouth go dry as lust and need hit him like a ton of bricks!
“Sorry I’m late!” she gushed, rushing up to him but stopping too far away for his preference. “I got lost.”
“You didn’t ask for directions?”
She shrugged one shoulder. “Yes.Several times, in fact.” She shifted on her feet, bringing his gaze back to her slim thighs and her very tempting breasts encased ina shirt that clung to her curves. She’d worn a similar outfit when they’d gone riding in Lativa. Tiro remembered being tempted back then, but somehow, this was even worse.
“I’m sorry,” he growled out, then purposely looked away, trying to focus on something else.
Suddenly, he felt a touch on his sleeve. When he looked down, Angela was looking up at him, worry in her dark eyes now. “Tiro, I’m sorry. I will ask for better directions next time. I know I was late, but…!”
He didn’t let her finish. Instead, he grabbed her and carried her into the nearest empty stall. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of one of the stable trainers leading two horses toward them, but Tiro couldn’t concentrate on that at the moment.Angela had touched him without prompting and he was…wild!
Kicking the stall door closed, he barely waited for the latch to catch before he pressed her against the wall and kissed her. His passion was too high and he startled her for a moment. It took him a moment to pull back, to restrain his need, but when he did, her lips softened and he felt her arms wrap around his neck.
There was no time for words. It was just the two of them and he kissed her with all of the pent up desire he’d felt for weeks. And this kiss was better, hotter, than the kiss at the hotel when they’d both assumed they were alone.
Tiro knew where the cameras were in the stables and they weren’t in this stall. So, he didn’t slow down as he kissed her, his hands roamed over her back and her waist, pausing ever so slightly before cupping her breasts.
